59. ‘And gif you refuse to do that, I freely here upgive wi’ thee, There will never a Murray after thee Have land in Ettrick Forest free. 60. ‘He’ll cast your bonny castle down, And make a widow of your gaye ladye, He’ll hang your merry men pair by pair In ony place where he may them see.’ 61. ‘It stands me hard,’ the Outlaw said; ‘Judge if it stands not hard with me; I reck not of losing of mysell, But all my offspring after me. 62. ‘Auld Halliday, young Halliday, Ye sall be twa to gang wi’ me; Andrew Murray, and Sir James Murray, We’ll be nae mae in companie.’ 63. When that they came before the king, They fell befor him on their knee; ‘Grant mercy, mercy, royal king! E’en for His sake who died on tree.’ 64. ‘Siecan like mercie sall ye have; On gallows ye sall hangit be!’ ‘God forbid,’ quo’ the Outlaw then, ‘I hope your grace will better be!’ 65. ‘These lands of Ettrick Forest fair, I wan them frae the enemie; Like as I wan them, sae will I keep them, Contrair all kings in Christentie.’ 66. All the nobles said, the king about, Pitie it were to see him die: ‘Yet grant me mercy, sovereign prince, Extend your favour unto me! 67. ‘I’ll give you the keys of my castell, With the blessing o’ my fair ladye, Mak me the sheriff of the forest, And all my offspring after me.’ 68. ‘Wilt thou give me the keys of thy castell, With the blessing of thy fair ladye? I’ll mak thee sheriff of the Forest, Surely while upwards grows the tree; If you be not traitour to the king, Forfaulted sall ye never be.’ 69. ‘But, prince, what sall come o’ my men? When I go back, traitour they’ll ca’ me. I had rather lose my life and land, Ere my merry men rebukëd me.’ 70. ‘Will your merry men amend their lives? And all their pardons I grant thee; Now, name thy landes where’er they be, And here I render them to thee.’ 71. ‘Fair Philiphaugh, prince, is my ain, I biggit it wi’ lime and stane; The Tinnies and the Hangingshaw, My liege, are native steads of mine. 72. ‘ ... ... ... ... ... ... I have mony steads in the forest shaw, But them by name I dinna knaw.’ 73. The keys of the castle he gave the king, With the blessing of his fair ladye; He was made sheriff of Ettrick Forest, Surely while upward grows the tree; And if he was not traitour to the king, Forfaulted he suld never be. 74. Wha ever heard, in ony times, Siccan an outlaw in his degree Sic favour get before a king As did the Outlaw Murray of the forest free?